My father
is an ex-parachute instructor; he had jumped with parachute so many times in
his youth. He always said to me, “Whenever you become a young man, I’ll support
you to jump with parachute.” And I always said that “When I turn 17, I’ll
jump”, “When I turn 18, I’ll jump”, “When I turn 19, I’ll jump.” At last I
decided to jump on the day I’d be turning 20 and that would happen while I’m in
the air on my exact birth hour. How was it? Incredible!
